Revenge (Punk Niall Horan)

Chapter 31

IF PUNK NIALL MAKES YOU HAPPY YOU SHOULD COMMENT.

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Bailey's point of view

The only reason I was putting up with school this week was because of the fact that we were going to have Friday off. I feel like they do those random days off just to give kids something to look forward to. Otherwise we would just stop coming. 

I sat in my normal seat in homeroom after an awkwardly quite car ride with Caroline. I think she had been crying before she picked me up, but when I tried to ask she just said her makeup was making her eyes look red. She's a terrible liar, but I don't want to be the one to push her.

Something has been up with her lately and I don't know what it is. 

I wasn't sure how I was feeling about having to see Clare in school today. 

Even though I always knew that we didn't get a long, it's weird to fathom that she dislikes me so much that she would threaten me this way. I don't even want to think about what would happen if she told everyone about the kiss. It felt like ages ago but it's only been a couple days. Not even.

I wonder if we would ever kiss again.

I hadn't talked to Niall since that Saturday and I'm not sure if he's still mad at me for walking away from him. Yeah he let me in his house and helped me and everything, but I don't think he would just forgive me like that. He doesn't come off as the forgive and forget type of guy.

My Sunday had started out pretty bland considering the fact that I hadn't talked to Caroline or Niall and I had not received any more "anonymous" texts. But that all changed shortly after I ate dinner.

Caroline showed up at my door completely uninvited. "I need junk food and chick flicks," She said as she walked by me into the house.

I stood there confused, "What?"

"It looks like I've been stood up yet again," Caroline huffed as she turned and took off her jacket. "Derek and I were suppose to go get dinner together tonight, but apparently something happened in his family and he had to be there. The boy should know by now that I can smell bullshit from a mile away."

I soon came to my senses and closed the door. We made our why through the kitchen where my mom politely greeted Caroline. She was used to her showing up randomly. We grabbed a few bags of chips and found ourselves sitting on my bedroom floor watching 13 Going on 30.

Normally she would chat the whole way through the movie, but she was silent for about the whole first half. It was oddly unsettling and uncomfortable.

I almost audibly sighed in relief when she finally said something. 

"Do you think he's cheating?" She asked.

I put my chips down and paused the movie, turning to face her. "Why? Do you think he is?"

She sighed and shrugged. "I don't know. This is like summer all over again. He's canceling plans last minute and it's almost like he's avoiding me. Everyone said he cheated on me last summer, but it was never proven so I let it go. But it's happening again."

"You should talk to him," I said mentally slapping myself because I was terrible with this kind of stuff.

"He's avoiding me," Caroline said as if it was obvious.

"Well maybe you can fight fire with fire," I suggested.

"What do you mean?"

"Try scaring him. Tell him it's over and he'll freak out. If he doesn't try and get you to stay then he's cheating. If he does, then it could be a misunderstanding."